Page 75 of Iron Hearts

I let my eyes rove her beautiful, soft skin, and drew my gaze back up to her face, letting her see in my eyes and my expression that I meant absolutely no harm. I had no interest in hurting her. All I wanted was to open doors she never knew were closed, take her to new heights of pleasure that she’d never even dreamed was possible all the while indulging myself at the same time. Availing myself of her sweet, tender flesh, and feeling wrap around my cock like it had just an hour or so ago.

I also wanted to take her ass at some point, but that wasn’t for today. No, today was just light training. The first step in working her body up to taking my cock someday.

“You trust me to be a good Daddy to you, my sweet girl?” I asked, smoothing my hands up her lithe body, over her delectable skin, to cup and massage her breasts.

She groaned, her eyes slipping shut and I corrected her gently, “Ah-ah, look at me.”

She opened her eyes and answered, “Yes. I trust you.”

“Turn around then, sweetheart,” I turned her in my hands, and she faced away from me.

Hands on the table. She put her hands on the table and I pulled up my chair better, and lightly tapped her feet apart. “I know the glass is cold but bend over for me, please. Let me see that beautiful pussy and that tight little asshole.”

She giggled and bent, gasping and shrieking a bit at the contact of the cold glass against her skin. The table did what I wanted, though. It put her on her toes, and tilted her pelvisjust so, to put that beautiful pink pussy and her tight little starfish on display for me.

I rubbed her right ass cheek with my hand and she writhed and I gave it a light smack, not enough to hurt but definitely enough to sting a little and grace her fair skin with a red handprint for a minute. She yipped and jumped and made this slightly annoyed squeal that was just fuckin’adorable.

“Mm, that’s my girl,” I praised her. “So pretty, so wet for Daddy, hmm?”

She writhed a little and let out this little moan and I liked that. Loved that my words had an effect. I unraveled the holder and slipped the smallest plug out of its pocket.

“I’m going to decorate this little asshole of mine and make it sparkle. How’s that sound?” I played with it, pressing the tip of my index finger against the ridged tissue and rubbing it in a small circle, just enough to tantalize and titillate her.

“Mm, that feels weird. Weird, but good,” she said and finished her sentence on a little gasp as I dripped a drop of the silicone-based lubricant directly on her asshole.

She jerked at the sensation and complained, “Cold!”

“Sorry baby,” I said on a chuckle, but I wasn’t sorry at all. I liked to make her squirm and she did it so beautifully for me.

I teased her asshole with my fingertip again, getting it nice and slick, but most importantly, used to my touch before I pressed just enough to get my fingertip in, up to the first knuckle.

She jerked and squealed, but not in a bad way – rather on a delighted giggle that was part discomfort, part… I want to sayjoyat discovering a deliciously dirty, new sensation.

“You like that?” I asked, working it in and out just a little bit, just enough to let her feel it.

“Yes,” she purred, and she relaxed, letting the table take a little more of her weight.

I kept playing with her, for a while, adding another drop of lube when this one became scarce and with the distribution of this second drop, I forced my finger in just a little bit deeper, up to the second knuckle, but I didn’t make her take the joint, not yet.

The slender, stainless-steel plug shone on the black cloth beside her hip, and I gauged it. I would say the widest part that she would have to take on the plug was just a teensy bit bigger in girth than my second knuckle would be, so I would get her nice and comfortable with that, before switching out.

She was moaning softly, her hips writhing as I finger fucked her tight little ass and she barely even jerked when I forced it in past the second knuckle.

“Good girl,” I praised on a proud laugh, and she let out a little gasp. I held the plug in my left hand to warm it, while I gave her longer strokes with my finger before pulling it from her ass altogether.

She made a noise of protest and I chuckled and said, “Hang on, baby. I’m not done yet.”

“Mm, okay,” she whimpered and I dripped some lube on the plug and spread it around.

“Here we go,” I slipped it right into place.Boop!With nary even a gasp from her and sat back in satisfaction as the jewel sparkled under the overhead light.

“Now that’s pretty,” I said and rubbed her ass with my left hand.

“Stand up for me, baby,” and she did as I told her, sucking in a sharp breath at the new sensation of having something in her ass – even if it was small.

“How does that feel?” I asked.

“Good,” she said turning around slowly.

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